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Upon asking, he fell for her honey trap.

A fake honey trap: Bro, if you like the service, get a membership card and I'll apply for a 20% discount for you.

The real honey trap: Don't come next time. You don't earn money easily, save it up. If you really miss me, order the cheapest meal, and I'll cook it for you normally. Save up to marry a good wife, not someone like me. In my next life, I won't do this job, I'll marry you.

Who could stand this? Hill deposited a huge sum of money into his card.

Dude, it's only been ten minutes. It's almost not even enough time for you to come and go, change clothes, or take a shower.

That's outrageous! You still have time to go to the lobby to recharge your account?

Where did your intelligence go? Did the young lady swallow it?

Gawain knew that Hill's intelligence was questionable and that he tried to persuade people to reform, but he didn't even see through such an obvious honey trap, which was a waste of his business acumen.

boom!

Just as Gao Wen was about to complain, the door to the private room was violently kicked open, startling him so much that he dropped his fork.

"Let me see what's going on. You dare to cause trouble in front of me? You don't want to live anymore!"

Hill turned around angrily and saw Hervy, who was furious and whose short red hair was almost on fire. She trembled and her face turned pale: "It's not my fault, it was Gawain... he was the one who invited us, and he insisted on having dinner."

Hill betrayed Gawain on the spot and got beaten up; any hesitation of even a second would be a disrespect for life.

In contrast, a certain Labrador is practically the epitome of loyalty, only feeling sorry for Gawain and throwing punches at Hervy even though he knows he can't win.

"Gao Wen, you still have the appetite to eat here?"

Hervy ignored Hill and stood angrily in front of Gawain, her temper flaring, probably because her period had come again.

"President, you said before that even if the world ends tomorrow, we should still eat our fill tonight."

Gao Wen picked up a fork from his heart: "Since we're here, why don't we eat together?"

"Okay, okay..."

Hervy took the fork offered to her, then suddenly remembered something and threw it angrily on the ground: "What's good about it? This isn't the time to eat. Come with me! Now! Right now!"

“But I haven’t finished eating yet, what a waste!” Gao Wen pointed to the food in front of him, insisting on respecting the hard work of others.

"That's easy."

Hervy picked up each plate and drank it all down in one gulp.

"Ton ton ton————"

"I'm done eating now."

"Uh, I'm not full..."

"Enough with the nonsense!"

Herwi grabbed Gawain's arm and hoisted him onto her shoulder. She was very strong; Gawain's strength of over 350 was no different from her flirtatious attempts to play hard to get.

"Wait a minute, we can't waste this free meal opportunity. Give me another half hour, and I'll go to a hotel with you in half an hour." Gao Wen tried to struggle.

"What are you thinking? We're not going to book a hotel room tonight. Come with me to the girls' dormitory."

"..." x2

Two silences followed. One was from Gawain, who stopped struggling when he heard he was going to the girls' dormitory; the other was from Hill, whose eyes reddened with envy when he heard Gawain was staying overnight in the girls' dormitory.

All of Gao Wen's dreams of going to university—being pursued by a female senior, being taken to the girls' dormitory by a female senior, and being watched by the other female seniors in his dormitory—were all realized.

My mouth watered uncontrollably, and saliva dripped from the corner of my eye.

"Waaah, what are you all standing there for? Keep the music playing and keep dancing!"

"Change into your school uniform and call me junior!"

……

On the way back to school, Hervy put Gawain down, just in case he still had designs on going back to the nightclub for dinner. She grabbed one of his arms and pressed it tightly against her chest.

This level of interaction no longer aroused Gawain's interest.

To be honest, for real interaction, you have to watch the Little Black Witch; she doesn't use basic attacks, it's all about ultimate skills.

"President, it's okay to go into the girls' dormitory, but you need to make your point clear. Is it because your sister is dying and you want to take me there to see her while she's still alive?" Gao Wen asked curiously, his hurried manner suggesting something important was going on.

"What are you thinking? Lily is perfectly fine, she just has a high fever."

Hervy grew angrier the more she thought about it, gritting her teeth as she said, "That damn bastard! He suddenly started talking about a better knight and insisted on introducing him to Lily. No matter how much I beat him, he wouldn't listen. He's driving me crazy!"

Gawain didn't understand and told Hervy not to rush and to explain clearly what a better knight meant.

"That's Dawn, the student council president. He's also the vice president of the news club. You've met him... oh, you haven't."

Herwi was speaking when she suddenly remembered that, apart from his first day at the company, Gawain had spent the rest of his time either interviewing his roommates or taking leave under various pretexts, and had not yet met Dawn.

I need to talk to Gao Wen another day when I have time. With his work ethic, he won't be able to become the president of the company.

"Fine, I'll tell you from the beginning."

Herwie spoke rapidly; a journalist adept at storytelling, she succinctly stated, "Dawn was a philosophy student in the philosophy department, during his freshman year..."

"Lily saw that he was humble and upright, a promising talent worth nurturing, and offered to sponsor his studies. He refused, saying he would rely on his own efforts..."

"How could I tolerate this? Of course not! I must find him and reason with him, appealing to his emotions..."

"It's a matter of reasoning with fists and kicks." Gao Wen couldn't help but interject, never expecting that the student council president had such a shameful past, no different from a Labrador.

“Shut up and listen to me. I explained the pros and cons, and I quickly won him over.”

"To correct you, he was knocked flying."

"Just tell me if he was moved or not..."

Herwi was interrupted repeatedly and almost forgot where she was. She warned, "Let me finish what I have to say. Don't interrupt me without my permission!"

"Oh."

Gawain nodded repeatedly, deciding to wait until Herwi agreed before interjecting, emphasizing that he should listen to advice.

"In short, because I was right, Dawn agreed to become Lily's knight. To thank me for my kind advice, he voluntarily joined the news agency and, with my promotion, became its vice president." Herwi cut out a large portion of the text, adding a touch of embellishment, and explained the entire process of Dawn's descent into slavery.

Gawain ignored the embellished words and replaced Dawn with the dean's grandson, and the sequence of events immediately became clear.

The student council president, a powerful figure in the school who sat on equal footing with the dean and department heads in meetings, joined the meeting because he couldn't win a fight. How should I put it...

It sounds like playing basketball.

This is terrible; it has ruined its historical standing!

I just don't know if they've secretly created any alternate accounts.

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"I never expected that Dawn, who appears upright on the surface, would actually be secretly plotting something bad. This guy came to me today and said he wanted to meet with Lily to recommend a student named Gauss!"

Hervy gritted her teeth, her voice filled with resentment: "She said Gauss was exceptionally talented, not only with outstanding abilities but also with integrity, never bullying the weak, remaining calm in the face of danger, daring to fight, and possessing convincing wisdom and personal charm."

"..."

Gao Wen: (?_?)

Who is Dawn? Who is Ross? It's so hard to guess. He has absolutely no idea.

You sly fox with thick eyebrows and big eyes, you really did secretly create a new account. Tell me, whose bathwater do you want to drink?

"Pah, that sounds nice. I asked him where that bastard Gauss came from, and he stammered and couldn't answer. Gauss wasn't found in the school's records. Give him two more days and he'll be able to find it."

Hervy grew angrier the more she thought about it, and she pressed down hard on Gawain's arm: "After all that talk, you recommended a conman to Lily? How dare he!"

After hearing the whole story, Gao Wen sorted out his thoughts and understood everything.

Dawn is Ross, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and an upright appearance. He is the student council president and vice president of the news club. Last night, he met Gauss, whose character is even better than his own. When Gauss failed to introduce him to his sugar daddy Lily, he decided to explain the pros and cons to her in person.

Because Lily was recruiting knights late at night, she suffered from heatstroke or caught a cold and developed a persistent high fever, leaving her lying in her dormitory like a corpse. Dawn could only turn to her sugar daddy's sister, Hervy, hoping to place a missing person notice in the school newspaper.

Unfortunately, Hervy also had a knight in mind named Gawain, whose character and talent were both top-notch. He could outrun Gauss by ten consecutive five-turn hairpin bends, making the two incomparable. She immediately refused Dain's offer to introduce her to Gauss.

Both sides held their own opinions, and Dawn got beaten up.

To prevent any unforeseen complications, Hervy brought Gawain into the girls' dormitory that night and had the delirious Lily leave her fingerprints, thus securing Gawain before Gauss could, and completely extinguishing Dawn's hopes.

pass.

Since Gauss is Gawain, it's not complicated.

"Cough cough!"

Having figured everything out, Gawain clenched his fist and coughed lightly twice, his face neither flushed nor out of breath: "President, I've heard of the student council president's reputation. He's a good person, exceptionally upright, and I doubt he'd lie. That young man named Gauss might truly be the embodiment of beauty and wisdom, a hero and a chivalrous soul, changing social trends and captivating countless young women..."

"Shut up, don't praise him. You're much better than him."

Hervy was furious. She didn't care who Gauss was or whether he was really that good. Lily's knight had to be Gawain.

She said, "Even if God came, it wouldn't work!"

"President, I never imagined I held such a high position in your heart."

Gawain was deeply moved and tried to pull his arms away, but Gawain hugged him even tighter: "Um, President, can you tell me what advantages I have compared to Gauss?"

"Ah, this..."

Herwi blinked. She was suddenly asked to praise Gawain, and to his face no less. Her face flushed and her heart pounded. She found it hard to speak.

But she couldn't help but praise him. She knew Dawn; he was so upright it was heartbreaking. Such a person wouldn't lie. Gauss, who could win Dawn's heartfelt admiration, must be a righteous young man with both talent and personal charm.

In comparison, Gawain seems to... highlight all of Gauss's strengths!

Hervy didn't care about any of that. She was determined to be Gawain. Even though Gawain had no redeeming qualities, he was still better than Gauss and more suitable to be Lily's knight.

She needed to think quickly, otherwise Gawain might lack confidence and back out, making all her hard work in finding excellent knights for Lily go to waste.

"President, say something!"

"That's it, why are you in such a hurry? I'm organizing my thoughts..."

Hervy was sweating profusely. What should she do? Gawain was not even worthy of carrying Gauss's shoes in terms of character, except for his talent. How should she praise him?

"President, let me give you a hint. Gao Wen is a kind-hearted person. Praise him for being introverted, simple, law-abiding, and not good at speaking."

"Pfft!"

Herwi laughed out loud, but seeing Gawain's displeasure, she turned to the side, suppressed her laughter, and shrugged her shoulders.